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... it had to be Rowan.
He’d gone out for a few minutes. He said he needed to clear his head. I offered to follow him but it was something he said he needed to do by himself.
He stood in the living room looking intact except for a scratch on his arm. It looked to be deep and was dripping blood.
"What happened?" I asked, rushing over to him. "Was it-"
"No, it was a feral animal. I didn’t even get a good look at it. It just scratched me and took off."
I inspecte ...
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